Auschwitz: The Forgotten Evidence

Genre: Documentary
Director(s): Lucy Carter


How much time did you spend at

the dresser compared to last week?


-How much less?

I don't know exactly.

You wanna make a guess,

roughly, for the week?

Oh, not even an hour a day.

And... long has it been now,

since your loss?

You're hoping I guess again,

aren't you?

How long?

Fourteen months, six days.

I can tell you what time it was, down

to the hour and minute if you want.

I can't help it.

It's all right.

It's just a memory doing its job.


-Hey, what are you doing?

I'm just running out the door. I'm late

for my appointment with Munce.

Listen, I was thinking maybe

we could go out to dinner tonight.

I don't know. I think l'd

rather stay home. I'm sorry.

All right, well, that's fine.

I'll cook something fancy.

No, no, no.

It's too much for you.

No, I want to.

Jim, I want to, okay?

-Hey, Eliot.

-I miss you, sweetie.

-Where have you been?

-I know. I haven't called.

Don't be silly. I didn't mean it like that.

We haven't hung out in a while.

-Give me a call, we'll do something.

-I'd love to. Bye.

You need some help?

I parked my car here.

Right here, last night.

What kind of car is it?

Red Volvo.


I forget all the time.

Jim says I have a death grip

on the past.

How are you getting along?

Did you fight at all this week?

Jim doesn't fight. He negotiates.

Are you comfortable physically?

How's the sex?

How would you feel

if I asked you that question?

How's the sex with Mrs. Munce?

Would you answer?

Yes, but I'd have to

charge you more.

-What's wrong?

-l-- I had my coffee.

No, not today.

No, I just had some.

I offered, but you said no this time.

Last time, you had a cup.

Memory slips.

I didn't forget.

I can still taste the coffee.


You smell my coffee, and you

manufacture a memory, a taste.

That's all.

You do hang on hard.

Sometimes the mind...

...needs help in letting a thing go.

You expect me to let go of my son?

You think you amplify

some of these memories of Sam?

Add to them?


Why would l?

Hey. What's the occasion?

You going back to work.

-I think it's great.

-It's just a freelance edit job.

-Not even sure I wanna do it.

-I think you should do it.

It could be great for you.

What's the book?

Psychotic Women and the Men

Who Love Them.

No, I'm kidding.

It's a children's book.

Sorry. Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Let me get the nice glasses

your mother gave us. Okay?

-Speaking of psychotics.


What kind of a kids' book is it?

What have you done, Jim?


-What have you done?


-Why'd you change the picture?

-I didn't change anything.

-Think this helps? Taking him away?

-Calm down.

-I want the picture of the three of us.

What did you think, that l

wouldn't notice? I wouldn't care?

I come here hoping

to meet other swingers.

You're the first one.

We know each other. I'm Telly.

Remember? Telly Paretta.

Sam's mom?

We're all tired of condolences,

but I miss Lauren too.

Well, I'm....

I'm done for the night, so I gotta go.

You don't remember me.

-Sure. You want my swing?


Do you want to come home

with me?

-Just live over there.

-Good night, Ash.

You do know me.

That's why you won't

come home with me.


Please don't ask me to let go.


Mom, look.

Hurry up, Mom.

-There's your plane.

-Yeah, I know.


Jim Paretta, please.

Yeah, I'll take the voice mail.

I can't--

I can't believe what you did

with the book and....

And I was so good...

...with the photos and the lock.

You still....

Do you want to make me hate you?

Do you want to make me hate you?

Please, oh, please.

Please. Please.



I can't... with you anymore.

I don't wanna see you anymore.

-Telly, wait.

-The book....

The book, I can lose, but--

You erased our son.

You erased my boy.

You made it all blank.

-You took him away.

-Stop. They were always blank.

-What? What are you saying?

-You're healing. You're coming back.

-Dr. Munce is coming.

-Let me go! Let me go!

This is good.

God, Telly, this is real.

The tapes were always blank.

Do you know what he's telling me?


Is he psychotic?


My child.

My Sam.


There was never a Sam Paretta.

You never had a son.

-This is insane.

-I'm so sorry.

I wanted to help you slowly.

-Gently. But I never thought you--

-He erased the tapes.

He replaced the book.

How can you believe him?

Sam, he grew up. He was 9.

Nine. I had nine years of memories.

Invented memories, Telly.

It happens.

People do this.

It's called paramnesia.

-You imagined a life--

-Everyone remembers Sam.



You had a miscarriage.

Your life was in danger.

The baby was premature.

-lt was stillborn. You almost died.

-Stop it.

Post-traumatic shock.

It affects everyone differently.

Some people actually invent

entire alternate lives...

...with imagined friends

and lovers and children.

Stop. Why are you doing this?

Why are you trying to take him away?

I made him up? I made him up?

This is so simple.

There are photographs.

People with your condition

look at a photo and see...

...what their mind tells them to see.

You used to see Sam.

-No. Sam took that picture.

-You're recovering.

There was a woman.

We asked her to take a picture...

...and that's the one that Jim took away.

We have a million photographs.

No. No, he took the real book away!


Telly, I was hoping we could do this

without hospitalizing you.

All right, all right.

No, there-- There....

There are....

There are photos that he didn't take.

I'll show you.

And we'll end this. We'll end this.


Let's just sit down.


Telly! Telly!

Where are you going?

Where are you--? Telly!

I need to see some newspapers.

Daily papers from 1 4 months ago.

You need to fill this out.

What papers do you need?

How could--?

How could it not be

in any of these?

You sure of the date?

What are you trying to find?

"Six Brooklyn Children Feared Dead

in Missing Plane."

How could it not--?

I have to go.

I have to go.



Telly. What are you doing

in the dark?

What's wrong?

I had a fight with Jim.

Oh, I'm sorry. Come inside.

We fought about Sam.

I'm sorry, about what?


Sam. Who's Sam, sweetie?

Eliot, he's my son.

Your son?

El, please.

You knew my son.

You babysat him a thousand times.

-I don't know what you're trying to say.

-You knew my son.

You talked to him,

you took him to a Mets game... bought him a hat.

He always wore that hat.

You're scaring me.

Tell me what's wrong.




Who the hell is it?

It's Telly Paretta. Ash, please.

Are you gonna go away?


Remember me?


Who am l?

You're in worse shape than I am.

What the hell are you doing?

I was here once before,

with my son.

-Do you remember?

-You an old fan, is that it?

Oh, yeah. That's--

That's right. You--

You were a hockey player.


Lauren was very proud of that.

-Well, tell Lauren I appreciate it.

-I don't follow hockey.

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